Wang Gui didn't know how many times he whipped Kong Xingkai. Kong Xingkai had no handsome appearance at this time, and there was no complete skin on his body. Some had blood scabs in some areas, and some were exposed with red and white muscles, soaked in blood.

The painful wailing sound also turned into long and short moans, and finally fainted.

"It's still two hundred to get enough 2,000 taels, but if you continue to fight like this, I'm afraid you'll really kill me!"

Wang Gui said regretfully, then put away his whip and ordered a small flag: "Go outside to find some golden sore medicine."

Then, Wang Gui ordered someone to pour salt water directly on Kong Xingkai, and he couldn't help asking: "He is now injured. Will it hurt if he pours it like this?"

"You know, this salt water is more effective than medicine and can heal the wound. When I was injured outside the pass, I washed it with salt water directly. No matter how serious the sword injury is, it can be recovered. Although it hurts a little, it is nothing compared to death. Water it hard and wash his wounds so as not to be killed. Your Majesty will not only give us silver but will deal with us."

After Wang Gui said this, Yi Xiaoqi took off the scoop hanging on the wall and scooped up a scoop of salt water, walked over to Kong Xingkai and poured it on his body.

Ahhh!

A shrill scream sounded again, but there was no sound in Kong's mansion in the secret room.

At this time, thousands of people of all sizes of the Kong family were controlled. Every three steps outside the mansion, an imperial guard was holding a flintstone and directly used a bayonet. He was bold enough to rush out and be stabbed to death.

In addition, the owners of Kong Yinzhi and others were also held hostage, so these people from the Confucius Mansion could only hide in the mansion. They didn't know what the next moment would be, and they were panic and worried. Some people in the Confucius Mansion who were third-class slaves outside were more powerful than the county magistrate. At this moment, they lost their former aura.

Zhu Youjian led three hundred elite cavalry toward the Kong Mansion, and his iron hooves stepped on the streets of Qufu, like the rhythm of a pipa, which was sonorous and powerful, but also revealed a murderous aura.

Zhu Youjian's face was as deep as water. He chose to obey Zhu Youxiao's orders. The handle in his hand was tightly pinched. In his opinion, sometimes it was easier to make a steel knife without thoughts than to be a human being.

"Open the door and follow His Majesty's decree to suppress the rebels!"

Zhu Youjian dismounted his horse and raised his imperial edict. The cavalry behind him who had fought against the Eight Banners and Tatars in the capital, also dismounted at this time, with expressionless faces, as if they were sculptures, but they brought a strong sense of oppression.

The newly formed imperial guards automatically took a half step back, and the gate of the Kong Mansion was slowly opened. Zhu Youjian walked in first and drew out the scimitar: "No one left!"

"yes!"

Kong Yinzhi and Kong Xingxie, together with Kong Xingkai who was beaten to the point of being whipped, were taken to the front of the hall of the Confucius Mansion. At the same time, Zhu Youjian and three hundred elite cavalry all pulled out their scimitars and ran around. The people of the Confucius Mansion, who were at a loss, just ran away because a large number of officials broke in, but their necks were cut off soon.

The people of the Kong Mansion were so scared that they knelt down in front of Zhu Youjian and begged hard, hoping to gain sympathy through this, but Zhu Youjian still stabbed the sharp knife in his hand into his back.

Three or four people from the Confucius Mansion ran towards Kong Yinzhi. As soon as he shouted "Master!", Zhu Youjian chased after him. His empty eyes and bloody knife scared the people to the ground.

The person in charge of observing Kong Yinzhi and others did not respond, but Kong Yinzhi himself roared: "Your Highness, King Xin!"

Kong Yinzhi was already filled with grief and anger when he saw his relatives and servants lying in his house one by one in a pool of blood. He never thought that one day he would watch his relatives be massacred one by one.

Zhu Youjian stabbed a child's body with a knife in his hand and looked back at Kong Yinzhi.

Kong Yinzhi and Kong Xingjiu cried at the same time: "Yude!" Kong Yude is the son of Kong Xingjiu and the eldest grandson of Kong Yinzhi, but Zhu Youxiao did not show mercy for this.

But Kong Yinzhi couldn't help but ask loudly: "Your Highness, my Confucian scholars have never touched you? Why are you so vicious? Do you know that doing this will kill yourself from the Confucian scholars in the world? Why do you have to be Zhu Youxiao's butcher knife!"

“Because of loyalty!”

Zhu Youjian replied, continuing to kill.

The wife of Kong Xingkai, who was lying in the corner of the wall, ran over, but hid behind Kong Xingjiu and said, "Master, save me, these abominable robbers killed all the people in my room. I ran out of the dog hole. I don't want to die."

A soldier in the imperial guards had no sympathy for Kong Xingkai's wife's beauty. The scimitar in his hand stabbed into her chest. Kong Xing's chest could only watch. Even though he was calm, he was so angry that he could not let out a long whistle: "Zhu Youxiao, I want to kill you!"

It is useless to shout emptyly, of course it is useless to cry. Perhaps it is better to have a look like Kong Xingkai, like he is already withered.

The former magnificent and gold-filled Kong Mansion has now become a hell on earth, and killing continues to live among every pavilion and tower. Kong Yinzhi and other former masters can only watch their relatives stare at them with a look of resentment and desire for salvation. They are undoubtedly uncomfortable now.

The first thing that he couldn't stand was Kong Xingji. He had already broken up and hurriedly knelt down to Wu Jin: "This master of Dongchang, please, go and ask Your Majesty for mercy. Can you let them go? These are our faults. We deserve to die, but they don't know!"

Wu Jin was indifferent and pulled Kong Xinggu up: "When he chose to oppose His Majesty, he had to bear such consequences. Wu also wanted to survive, and he did not want his family to have such an ending. Everyone could only carry out His Majesty's will."

Kong Xingke lowered his head, but suddenly, like an angry lion, stuck Kong Yinzhi's neck, and said in a blazing fire: "It's all you, you are unwilling to listen to my initial advice. For the sake of your own victory, you have to go against Your Majesty. Now I have killed my son and Rong'er (Kong Xingkai's wife's nickname Xirong)!"

Kong Yinzhi's eyes turned pale, but he didn't say anything, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Wu Jin pulled Kong Xingke aside, and did not let the angry Kong Xingke strangle Kong Yinzhi to death, but Kong Xingzhi howled again, and then knelt on the ground, constantly kowtowing, "Your Majesty! I was wrong, I was really wrong! Please let them go!"

The streams in the Kong Mansion Garden began to turn red, and the beautiful peonies that used to be dyed with blood. All the bodies lying in pools of blood could be seen everywhere. Until sunset, there was no sound in the entire Kong Mansion. The former bustling and lively Kong Mansion courtyard became surprisingly quiet, and only Zhu Youjian and other imperial guards were still searching for every room.

The screams from a house from time to time will always break the tranquility of the night, but then disappear into the night sky.

While the Imperial Guards were severely blocked and the order to not leave a living, the other people in the entire Qufu City were unaware of it. The people who were originally panicked because of the large number of troops were stationed in a few days and slowly calmed down and continued their lives.
Chapter completed!